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Enraged

Nov 16, 2024
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By Anjali Sharma


Behind the veil of tranquility.. 

My monsters are leashed…

 Prepared to be released… 


Behind the calm demeanour.. 

I can hear myself roaring inside.. 

Prepared to tear the world apart..  

And lick the blood off the swords… 


I'm afraid of the rage boiling inside.. 

It’s difficult to tame now…  

But I breathe in and release…  

The thudding heartbeat.. 


My nerves wrecking apart…  

I'm yelling on the inside.. 

We need to calm down please… 

The testing waters are deep.. 


Evaluating my strength… 

I’ll surely endure.. 

But once I cease.. 

The world is a chaos.. 

And I’m the deceased…


By Anjali Sharma


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